Don't Stand So Close To Me

The World is getting smaller, and with this ‘our space’ is getting smaller and smaller. We need to exercise tolerance in crowded places, and give people the little space that they require to maintain their individuality.

I believe this to be especially true in the bigger Cities, where people are constantly harassed, pushed and shoved, and herded like cattle. And I’m only talking about the Ladies toilet at the local Mall. Don’t get me started on the queues at the licensing department. The government are intentionally late when they send your new licence disc in the post. I think they like to see us stand in queues, getting irritated with each other. I’m certain they have running bets in the back-office, as to which individual will be the first to have a tantrum fit when he or she reaches the counter.

I would probably do the same, since the ‘clampdown’ on governmental corruption has put a stop to the ‘backhands’ employees receive under the counter. Another plan had to be made to pay the new lounge suite from Ellerines, or the Mercedes Benz JUV (Jacob’s Utility Vehicle).

But, they’re unaware of the consternation they cause to the Chihuahua. You see; I do not enjoy people.

In the past I’ve admitted to having an ingrained hate of stupid people, when in fact, I dislike most People. Because of this shortcoming, I’ve learnt to maintain a space around me, to safeguard ordinary citizens, lest I become irritable when they venture to close. I’m constantly aware of this silly weakness of mine, so every day I take steps to avoid contact, and heaven forbid, conflict with people. Yes, I know it’s sad, but so far it has worked for me, and unbeknownst to many people, it has worked for them as well.

My hate of all things governmental, stems from having to queue every time I have a billing query, or have to pay my car licence. They’re aware of my ‘problem’ as I’ve explained to the lady over the telephone numerous times. All I ask is that they handle my query in person. Just meet me at the nearest coffee shop and we can sort things out in a jiffy. I’ll have my space and you’ll have yours. I’ve even offered to pay for the Coffee and a sandwich if they’re hungry. The lady said that if they do it for me they’d have to do it for everybody. I didn’t get past explaining to her, that I’m not everybody.

Not special, just very different. A vegetarian Tiger maybe.